I, too, enjoy honey. I'm not militant about stuff like that. I've known vegans who are and vegans who aren't. Between you and me, the vegans who relax are healthier than the angry, judgemental ones in so many ways. I focus on the good stuff and do what my body asks of me. Ever make your own halvah with the honey?

Bees love me. I can stick my head into a flowered shrub just covered with bees and they will calmly buzz around me, never even noticing I'm there. I call them the Bee People. I get a kick out of freaking people out with that trick. I plant my garden with birds and bees in mind, I even let the wasps alone. There's a place for everybody.

Baby Hercules wrote:I, too, enjoy honey. I'm not militant about stuff like that. I've known vegans who are and vegans who aren't. Between you and me, the vegans who relax are healthier than the angry, judgemental ones in so many ways. I focus on the good stuff and do what my body asks of me. Ever make your own halvah with the honey?

I honestly didn't think too much about that, I figured only extreme self-hating vegans would deprive themselves of honey. Honey halva? Yes I have! I often make halva from nuts, bananas, various other fruits. I love it.

Baby Hercules wrote:Bees love me. I can stick my head into a flowered shrub just covered with bees and they will calmly buzz around me, never even noticing I'm there.

It's because you're totally cool

Baby Hercules wrote: I call them the Bee People. I get a kick out of freaking people out with that trick. I plant my garden with birds and bees in mind, I even let the wasps alone. There's a place for everybody.

Tarzan wrote:Well, today's session sucked balls. My head is full of fuck from some drama going on in life.

I feel ya. In fact, I'm right there, too. You made it to the gym, at least. I scrapped the gym idea (didn't want to talk to anybody), put on the old, crap clothes and headed out into the garage to move heavy things around. I scored a free truck bed full of cedar plank recently, so I unloaded it and fantasized about what I might build with it. Sometimes, that's good cross training.

Thanks for the support, I will say for my benefit and for anyone else: Don't fight emotional problems to get to the gym, get to the gym to fight emotional problems! It is great that you still shifted heavy stuff in the garage, not only because you made an effort, but because that is a great way to mix things up, even if you only do it to avoid humanity!

The irony of it is that I just wanted to avoid being forced to be perky. I'm known for being incorrigibly happy, but some days I just want to be angry or morose. Best to give the hordes a wide berth and stick to constructive projects that get the knees of my work pants dirty. Besides, I don't do well in the gym when I'm out of sorts. Those are the Stupid Injury days.